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Tuesday, July 11, 2017

Virtual Tour - Conditioned (Brewing Passions, #3) by Liz Crowe

A
chance meeting. An improbable connection. An exquisite attraction.

ConditionedBrewing Passions, #3

by Liz Crowe

Releasing July 11th 2017
Totally Bound

The Book Junkie Reads . . . Review of . . . CONDITIONED
(Brewing Passions, #3) . . .Here you get so much
more than just Trent and Melody. You get their history, their commentary on
others, their life’s bites, disasters, devastations, pains, and finally
something better. Life has a way of putting you down. Allow enough time and
things can turn around.

Both
Trent and Melody had small roles in the first two books of the series. Each one
had their own reason for chosen the way they handled life after their slap from
reality. The coming together was mutually beneficial. Their staying together
made changed to them both. The bond of Dom/sub may help them along their way in
ways not expected. They have a real relationship that takes place both in and
out of the bedroom. There’s a depth to the relationship that not sole based in
sex.

There
was no straight and narrow for their relationship but there was a read for you
to enjoy. These two people of the world and life have found something in the
other. The other characters thrown in this one was more like background music. Some
were background music that got stuck.

Just
personal observation the need to read the prior stories would have helped my
acclimate faster, but not absolutely required.

Brewing Passions series:

Tapped –
Brewing Passions, #1

Lightstruck
– Brewing Passions, #2

Conditioned
– Brewing Passions, #3

Adjunct Lovers - Brewing Passions, #3.5

BlurbTrent
Hettinger’s turbulent formative years transformed him into a cynic—and into a
man who realized he required something outside himself to control his temper.
Something he finds as a Dom—at least for a while. But he allowed himself to
trust a woman once and was slapped back into reality with a vengeance and now
devotes all his energy into building his real estate empire, raising his
teenaged daughter…and avoiding anything resembling authentic attachments.

Melody
Rodriguez kept her head down for years—working hard, making her own money,
trying to get ahead with every deck stacked against her. She’s determined to
move beyond the ugliness that haunts her without anyone’s help. When a mutual
friend sets her up with Trent, she’s determined to have some fun with him and
move on.

A man
with nothing to left to lose. A woman hiding behind her past. When two lives
spent in emotional denial collide, it’s a perfect match—at least on the
surface. But neither Trent nor Melody are prepared for the full force of their
true feelings, once fate intervenes and blows a cold breeze into their
white-hot relationship.

A chance meeting. An improbable connection. An exquisite attraction.

(Explicit NSFW)

“What are you thinking about right now, bella?” He traced my lips with his
thumb. “Talk to me.”

“I’m thinking that I am the luckiest woman in
the world.”

“Liar,” he said with a smile. “You’d never
think anything so clichéd and I know it.”

I shrugged, but I honestly never wanted him
to move, to never let go of me, to never stop kissing me. “You are so
unbelievably beautiful.”

“Gracias.
You’re not too bad yourself, guapo.”

“I want us to be together, Melody.”

“We are, silly man.” I put my fingers on the
locket. But my heart was doing that weird flippity-flop thing again. Like it
had done at our first date, when I’d made us lunch.

He propped his hands propped on either side
of my face, but looked away from me, down at our feet. “Listen,” I said,
tilting his chin up like he’d done with me, many times before. “I’m going to
warn you now—I’m not always a ball of fun. I can be a little, um, bossy.
Sometimes I’m moody. I have a bit of a short fuse. It’s the Mexican in me.”

He grinned and pecked the tip of my nose.
“Oh, I think you’ll find us pretty well matched in the temper department. As
for you being bossy, well…we can balance that out a little bit, I think. If
you’re game to let me try.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck. The
elevator door had given up on us and had shut again. “I’m game to let you try
anything.”

“All righty. That’s more like it.” He pressed
the button and doors slid open once more. I’d only been in the space for a few
seconds before he scooped me up and tossed me over his shoulder. “Trent is
feeling very cave man. Cave man want to fuck.” He smacked my ass all the way back
to his bedroom.

I
yelped and bounced when he tossed me onto his bed—a giant expanse of green and
blue covered softness. I threw pillows at him as he dodged and weaved. When he
leapt on me, pinning my wrists over my head, grinding his crotch against me, I
growled at him. “Feisty,” he said, shoving his other hand up my dress. “I like
it. Now…let’s find something you like, shall we?”

He pressed fingers inside me, keeping his
thumb on my clit. I shoved my hips up, not even believing that I could want more,
but wanting it nonetheless. He lowered his lips to mine, owning me, possessing
me even while giving me what I wanted. I came hard, moaning into his mouth. I
flopped back, gasping, my eyes closed as my body pulsed. “How do you do that?”
I asked, when he put the fingers he’d had inside me to his lips.

“I’m a bit of a miracle worker. You may call
me the orgasm whisperer if you like.”

“Bragger.”

He let go of my wrists and I took the
opportunity to shove him over onto his back. “Now, let’s see what I might have
in my magician’s hat for you.” I unzipped him and tugged his jeans down and
off. His cock was ramrod hard, jutting upward, a pearl of cum glistening at the
tip. I licked my lips and crouched between his knees. “Lay back, whisperer. Let
me work.”

Amazon best-selling author, mom of three, Realtor,
beer blogger, brewery marketing expert, and soccer fan, Liz Crowe is
a Kentucky native and graduate of the University of Louisville currently living
in Ann Arbor. She has decades of experience in sales and fund raising, plus an
eight-year stint as a three-continent, ex-pat trailing spouse

Her early forays into the publishing world led to a groundbreaking fiction
subgenre, “Romance for Real Life,” which has gained thousands of fans and
followers interested less in the “HEA” and more in the “WHA” (“What Happens
After?”).

With stories set in the not-so-common worlds of
breweries, on the soccer pitch, in successful real estate offices and at times
in exotic locales like Istanbul, Turkey, her books are unique and told with a
fresh voice. The Liz Crowe backlist has something for any reader seeking
complex storylines with humor and complete casts of characters that will
delight, frustrate and linger in the imagination long after the book is
finished.

Don’t ever ask her for anything “like a Budweiser”
or risk bodily injury.

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